Sparks began to fly in manny directions as the Gate was opened. A black abyss like hole in the air spat out electricity and soon what looked like a body being pulled out of it and dropped amongst a shelf knocking it over. A few more shocks of electricity and the hole faded, leaving behind a white haired kid that looked no more than ten or twelve.
A few small shocked emitted from his body as he sat up, rubbing his arm a bit from its soreness. A looked around. Where was this place? He put a hand to the bookshelf. It wasn't the first zone... so was this... the secong zone?
A wide eyed look for a moment as he looked around faster than before, trying to get an idea of his surroundings.
Aziraphale blinked rapidly and adjusted his glasses. He'd never seen someone come out of a hole in the air like that. It was quite disconcerting.
The toppled shelf was balancing precariously against another shelf, and the whole thing was making a distinctly unhappy wooden squeal as it threatened to collapse all together. He waved a hand and the shelf righted itself, fallen books back in their original places.
The poor creature - whoever or whatever he was - looked terribly disoriented. Aziraphale smiled his calmest smile and reached over to help the boy to his feet, carefully soothing away the pain of his fall as he did so. No need to let good deeds go undone.
"Hello, my dear. My name's Aziraphale. What's yours?"
Nata looked up at the man a moment, bracing himself for his possible capture, showing no direct emotion in his eyes as to not influence the being for harsher treatment. However, when that harsh treatment has not been done, and he had actually been helped up, he looked to him for a moment, and then downcasted his eyes as he pat the dust from him.
Who was this person? He was dressed rather plainly to be from within the First Zone. A look around as everything had been set upright. Strange, seeing as how he had entered through there not long ago.
"Nata." He said in that almost monotone voice that clashed with his cute looks. He however would not give the man his position name. A little bit of red on his cheaks at the kindness of him.
Aziraphale continued to smile, immaculately manicured hands going to straighten his tweed coat of their own accord. He resisted the urge to turn back to the books. This poor boy seemed... worried. Or possibly frightened. He wasn't quite sure which.
Without looking, he decided there was a table and chairs near the back of the store, along with some freshly made tea.
"Well, Nata, why don't we have some tea and then try and figure out where it is that we've been so rudely deposited, hm?" he asked carefully.
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A few small shocked emitted from his body as he sat up, rubbing his arm a bit from its soreness. A looked around. Where was this place? He put a hand to the bookshelf. It wasn't the first zone... so was this... the secong zone?
A wide eyed look for a moment as he looked around faster than before, trying to get an idea of his surroundings.
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The toppled shelf was balancing precariously against another shelf, and the whole thing was making a distinctly unhappy wooden squeal as it threatened to collapse all together. He waved a hand and the shelf righted itself, fallen books back in their original places.
The poor creature - whoever or whatever he was - looked terribly disoriented. Aziraphale smiled his calmest smile and reached over to help the boy to his feet, carefully soothing away the pain of his fall as he did so. No need to let good deeds go undone.
"Hello, my dear. My name's Aziraphale. What's yours?"
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Who was this person? He was dressed rather plainly to be from within the First Zone. A look around as everything had been set upright. Strange, seeing as how he had entered through there not long ago.
"Nata." He said in that almost monotone voice that clashed with his cute looks. He however would not give the man his position name. A little bit of red on his cheaks at the kindness of him.
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Without looking, he decided there was a table and chairs near the back of the store, along with some freshly made tea.
"Well, Nata, why don't we have some tea and then try and figure out where it is that we've been so rudely deposited, hm?" he asked carefully.
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